Rosemary's Double Delight (15 page)

Drawing away from her back, Evan reached for the lubricant as Wes drew her to him and rolled to his back, bringing her with him.

“Ready for us to love you together, baby?” Wes whispered to her, nuzzling her cheek. She nodded to him and turned into his kiss, stroking his velvety tongue with her own in a slow, sensuous duel.

Evan shifted on the bed, and she felt his fingers slide through the cleft

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of her ass and the lubricant as he applied some to her asshole and her cheeks.

“Love on Wes for a little bit, Rosemary. You’re doing great. I can tell you’re trying to relax for me. Thanks, Wes,” he added quietly as his finger pressed more lubricant to her opening.

Rosemary looked at Wes quizzically before looking back at Evan.

Wes stroked a lock of hair behind her ear as he replied, “We lost our virginity together. He deserved to have a first with you, too.”

Rosemary pressed her lips to her lover’s mouth then nodded.

“You’re the first and only lovers I’ve ever wanted. The only ones I’ll ever need or want.”

Evan’s hands on her bottom stilled suddenly. “Only?” His voice was muted, reverent.

Wes smirked up at her when she glanced in his eyes. He knew her well and had probably known all along.

“The only ones, Evan,” she murmured as she kissed Wes’s chest.

He smelled so good, manly and sexy.

“Why didn’t you tell me? I asked.”

“When you asked before, my pride wouldn’t let me. I didn’t want you to think I was some pathetic loser waiting for nothing.”

“Loser? I wouldn’t have thought that if I’d known. Wes, did you know?” Evan asked.

“I suspected,” Wes murmured as he stroked her hips with his palms. “That made the wait even harder, realizing she was holding herself back from others, waiting for us.”

Evan finally said, “You’re all ours, aren’t you?”

“Uh-huh,” she whispered against Wes’s chest as Evan’s fingers stroked her asshole in slow, thorough caresses, lubricating her well.

“Finally yours.”

Evan applied lubricant to his cock and spread more on her pussy lips and entrance then wiped his hands on the hand towel. “I want this to be as easy and comfortable for you as we can make it, Rosemary.

Lift up for a second.”

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When she rose up on hands and knees, Evan dispensed the lubricant into Wes’s hand. He applied it to his erection, hissing at the contact then pulled her down to settle on top of him. The ridge of his erection was centered between her pussy lips.

Rosemary could not resist grinding on him a little and loved the angelic smile on his face as he closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensation. Then she lifted her ass slightly to Evan’s attention.

Wes chuckled at her playfulness and wrapped his arms around her back. He tucked her head under his chin. “Relax now. Plenty of time to play in a minute.”

Rosemary mewed at the feel of Evan’s fingers sliding into her asshole. The sensation gave her the strong urge to press back against him, but she held still and concentrated on letting him inside her.

Rosemary sighed as the muscles gave way then clenched in delight at the naughty, forbidden sensation.

Arching her back, Rosemary willed her body to open for him, giving him greater access. Evan groaned as his finger slipped in all the way and pumped several times, increasing the edgy desire she was feeling, the dark need to be filled with something a little larger there.

She cried out in trembling delight when he added another finger and both penetrated together in a sliding, twisting motion that had her already spiraling toward explosion. Slowing his pace a little, he pumped into her, evidently sensing how high she was already.

When her breathing had slowed down a little and she was no longer perched so close to the edge, he added another finger and continued the same pumping motion, gradually stretching the muscles until they’d allow his cock entrance without hurting her. Wes held her securely, stilling her hips when she would’ve begun flexing. They must’ve communicated nonverbally because Wes shifted under her and she felt the head of his cock at her entrance as he lifted her hips over him.

“Ready, baby? I think Evan is dying to slide into your sweet little ass, aren’t you, brother?”

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“Literally
dying
to slide in. I want you so bad, Rosemary. Wes is going to slide his cock into your pussy.” Rosemary could feel Evan’s hands on her ass as Wes pressed his cock to her entrance and slid in easily through all the lubricant. Rosemary heard Evan groan in appreciation and realized he was watching from behind as she took his brother’s length deep inside her. Wes’s cock slid slowly over her G-spot as he held her and rubbed back and forth in that same spot over and over again.

“Wes,” she whispered in bliss. Wes smiled at her as she raised her head and kissed him passionately, and then she slammed down on him to the hilt.

Evan chuckled at Wes’s tortured groan. “Go easy on Wes, Rosemary. He has to last while I slide in, and I’m going to be going slow. Hold still because I know he wants this to be good for you, too.”

“I feel like a teenager with his first girl, baby. He’s right,” Wes murmured.

Rosemary smiled, and they both chuckled when she said, “I remember a certain young man with his first girl, and he lasted just fine. I think he could probably put most grown men to shame with his prowess.” Looking back at Evan, she added, “As can his brother.”

Evan’s palm caressed her back, and Wes slid his hands down to her ass cheeks and held her open and vulnerable to Evan’s big cock.

She moaned in aching desire.

Wes muttered torturously, “Damn, I can feel her pulsing around my cock. Rosemary is definitely ready for us.”

Rosemary panted as she felt the head of his cock press against her ass for entry. She closed her eyes and relaxed, pressing back a bit against him. His cock felt positively huge. She sighed and released a breath as her ass gave in to him. Evan panted his pleasure as the head slid in a little, meeting more resistance. She took a shallow breath, let it out slowly and simply experienced the intoxicating mixture of pleasure and pain that sang through her body as he slipped farther inside.

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Evan’s voice was guttural, strained as he spoke. “Oh, fu-uck. She feels so good. Damn, I love this snug little ass. Don’t move, baby. I’m trying to slide in slow. I don’t want to hurt you. Hold still a minute longer. Oh, fuck!”

Tendrils of rippling pleasure raced up and down her spine, and she mewed as she took more of his cock. The bite decreased, and it was all pure, heady pleasure as he slid farther. Rosemary could feel Evan shaking as he held her. He still went slowly for her sake as she took him all until she felt his hips against her ass.

Evan asked in a gravelly voice, “You okay, baby? I’m all the way in now.”

“Uh-huh.” Rosemary lay with her cheek against Wes’s chest, just
feeling
, unable to speak at the moment. She was afraid if she moved that the thrilling spasms in her pussy would explode inside her and she’d come, screaming like a raving lunatic.

“Amazing,” Wes whispered as he flexed his hips and his cock thrust within her ultra-tight passage. She moaned rapturously. It seemed that every part of her was consumed by them.

Evan thrust in concert with Wes’s small movements, establishing the rhythm for their lovemaking. Rosemary moaned in pleasure, the depths of her heart in the sound, and her men growled in approval as she undulated between them when she found her place in their rhythm. She braced her elbows on either side of Wes on the mattress and moved in longer strokes between them, drawing groans of ecstasy from them. Evan kissed her spine between her shoulder blades, his lips trailing down as far as he was able as he thrust into her, then grasped her hips in his strong hands. “I’m getting real close, Wes.”

“Me, too. Baby, let go for us when you’re ready.”

“Fuck me,” she whimpered and moaned loudly as her hips gyrated wildly between them. The muscles in her overcrowded pussy and ass spasmed in impending climax, and she could no longer control how hard or fast she moved. “Harder, now! Oh God! I’m—”

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They grasped her firmly and thrust several more times. Her orgasm broke like a gigantic wave, and she came with a wailing cry as she ground uncontrollably against them both. They roared in ecstasy as their release exploded from them in rapid, pulsing spurts, their hips flexing as they thrust hard. Their cries echoed against the walls before subsiding into sated moans of pleasure.

Rosemary lay motionless between them. A hitching sigh every now and then was the only sound she made. Her eyes were half open as she once more lay with her sweaty cheek plastered to Wes’s chest.

Evan caught his breath first and lifted off of Rosemary, stroking her back as he slowly withdrew from her tingling ass. “Be back in a minute, Rosemary.”

Rosemary heard the shower come on in the bathroom. Wes caressed her, allowing her to remain motionless with his cock still deep within her. “How do you feel, baby?”

She let out a slow, breathy sigh. “When sensation returns to me, I’ll let you know.”

Rosemary could hear the concern in his voice. “Did we hurt you?

Was it good?”

“Good? It was volcanic. I couldn’t understand it until I experienced it for myself.”

She heard a rumble of approval in Wes’s chest. He sounded satisfied. “We wanted it to be good for you.”

She gave him a crooked little grin as she rose up to look in his eyes. “That’s like comparing Old Faithful to Mount St. Helens.”

Wes chuckled. “It was pretty amazing. You have two men who are devoted to your pleasure,” he said, kissing her damp temple.

“I love you with my whole heart, Wes.” She smiled as he squeezed her gently, his body trembling a little.

Evan returned, drying his nude body with a towel. Using a hot, wet washcloth, he wiped the lubricant off of her and pressed the soothing heat to her ass, which was throbbing a little. She jumped at first contact but relaxed as he pressed it to her.

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“Feel okay? Does that hurt?”

“I’m going to be a little sore, but it’s not bad. The heat feels good.

I have ibuprofen in my makeup case.”

“I’ll get them for you. Are you thirsty? You’re a little hoarse.”

Yep, screaming ecstatically over and over will do that to a girl.

They probably heard me at the Alamo.

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Chapter Thirteen

Wes chuckled as he ended the call on his cell phone. Rosemary had talked a mile a minute, beside herself with excitement.

Evan looked over at him as the man he’d been visiting with at their exhibit booth excused himself. “Was that Rosemary? Where did she get herself off to?”

She’d admired the large, beautifully landscaped garden area nearby when they’d arrived at the Convention Center earlier that morning and had mentioned that she’d like to take a closer look if they didn’t mind. There were plenty of people around, and it was on the beaten path, so Wes and Evan had no objections.

They didn’t want her to think they expected her to hang around their exhibit booth the entire time she was there. This weekend was supposed to be a fun getaway for her. On the contrary, they were impressed when, as they’d both been occupied talking to other people, a married couple had approached their booth with apparent interest, and she’d stepped over to them and struck up a conversation, answering their questions and showing them samples. Rosemary had winked at Wes when he’d caught her eye, and he’d had to work hard to focus on what the contractor was saying to him.

It filled him with pride that she took an interest in their business, and it came as no surprise that she would be perfectly comfortable talking with potential customers since sales were a big part of what she did in her job.

Later when the traffic at their booth had tapered off a bit, she asked if they’d mind if she took that walk outside. That had been half an hour ago.

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Wes nodded, smiling. “Yeah, it was Rosemary. She took her walk outside, but it started drizzling. She came in a different door from the one she went out of and got all turned around and wandered into a different part of the Convention Center.”

Evan’s face showed mild concern. “She get lost?”

Wes grinned. “No. I wouldn’t say lost. More like she’s found Wonderland. She wandered into another convention going on somewhere else in this facility.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah, it’s open to the public, too. Remember that line of people we saw when we were pulling up? She’s with all of them right now.”

“What are they here for?”

Wes grinned and chuckled. “The Rose of Texas Erotic Romance Author’s and Publisher’s Annual Convention. She called to let us know where she is so we won’t worry about her. She wants to walk around over there for a bit. I didn’t know it, but evidently, both Grace and Rachel have been doing some writing, and she wants to pick up literature and business cards for them and see if any of her favorite authors are over there signing autographs.” Wes watched Evan’s face closely as he added, “Rosemary also mentioned that a couple of the major e-publishers brought a bunch of their cover models with them, and they’re wandering around the convention and posing for pictures with fans.”

So predictable he was almost comical, Evan growled at the last comment. “I don’t suppose she means the female models for the heroines?”

“Doubtful. I’ve gotten a look at some of the covers on her paperback collection. I think it’s mostly ‘man candy’ over there. She said you would react like that and to tell you that there’s not anyone over there that compares to either of us. I told her we would pick her up from there around noon. After lunch, she wants to spend the afternoon with you. She said she’s looking forward to dressing up for us tonight, for the after-hours mixer.”